Luke Bryan

 
Grab your steamy Starbucks cup quickly

off the counter

We are still waiting in line

 .

And finally when we’re across the doorstep from this coffee bar

The morning sun meets us

we feel incredibly fine

 .

We start our old Chevy with those same ‘ol car keys

Rolling up the sleeves from our plaid shirts

Grabbing our cowboy hats from the backside of the car

 .

At the beginning of noon the petrol gauge is running low

We arrive at a tank station

Buying Bacardi cans

Instead I’m preferring Coca Cola 

I guess I’m the one to drive

 .

At the falling of the evening

The sunset is colouring our sun-kissed faces red

The breeze of the sea blowing the fringe of my cowboy boots

Restful roads are embracing our country roots

 

 .

Millions of dandelions

We blow; they’re spreading the sky

And when the night is finally coming

We sigh in satisfaction without any warning

 .

Fireflies lighting up the grass from the dunes

Sea sparkle colouring the sea foam

 .

All of this,

Everything about this situation

Is like a typical Luke Bryan song

 

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